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Babies scream when being torn apart, we just cannot we can to hear them. We do not open our ears up to hear their desperate plea for a chance at life.
While the world is busy deciding where the value of life stands, and where it starts, I thought i’de put in my own “two cents”.
I am the oldest in a family of ten children, and very often I look at one of my siblings and wonder what it would have been like to never know them if my parents had decided to continue with birth control or decided they didn’t want one of them.
Three months before I was conceived, my mom got pregnant with her’s and Dad’s very first baby! It wasn’t supposed to happen, as mom was on The Pill and she was taking it, not knowing she was pregnant. Several weeks into the pregnancy, mom noticed bleeding (and all that lovely stuff) and realized she was losing a baby! It really broke her and Dad, seeing what an innocent little pill had done. Grandma called Dad, saying she had a dream from God that Mom was pregnant (not knowing that she was) but that the child had gone to heaven, and had a picture of a dear and somthing to do with the name Tabitha. Long story short, after several others had dreams and such, Mom and Dad ended up naming the baby girl (as they felt, from God, that the baby was) and named her Tabitha. Three months later, they were pregnant with me! Mom continued using birth control for several more years until she felt she wasn’t supposed to anymore after coming across a Above Rubies magazine and reading an arrival miss Nancy Campbell has written about allowing the Lord to deicide your family size. She and Dad finally came to trust the Lord with their family size, after all, he is the one who truly creates the child and has our whole lives in His palm…is it too much a trust Him to guide us in how many children to bless us with and give the patience and wisdom to bring them all up?
While this might not be a drastic abortion story, it still has power in its own as my parents found the value in every life and that every child deserves the chance to come into this life and impact it in their own way.
When New York passed a bill legalizing abortion up to the full nine months; I was purely horrified!! I know that people think that the child is just a blog of flesh until a certain amount of months (it’s still a life form!) and I could understand (to a degree) them wanting to abort then, but the FULL nine months when everyone knows the child is actually a human— unspeakable, literaly MURDER!
Here’s some stats to prove that the child IS a child the entire time in the womb and not a blob of flesh as so many believe…usually from ignorance.
Doctors use several different methods to listen to the fetal heartbeat. About 3 weeks, one day after fertilization, when the heart first begins to beat, the sound of the little heart is too soft to hear. Very soon thereafter, they can see the motion using ultrasound technology. Although you cannot hear the heartbeat form the very first day, it is still a life form!
During week 4 of pregnancy, the ball of cells is splitting into the embryo (your future child) and placenta. Baby’s neural tube, the building block of the spine, brain, and backbone, is already formed. … And on a 4 weeks pregnant ultrasound, all of that just looks like a tiny dot, called the gestational sac.
Lung development begins early in pregnancy, but is not complete until the third trimester. Between 24-36 weeks of pregnancy, the lungs begin developing alveoli – the tiny lung sacs that fill with oxygen. Until these sacs are fully developed, a baby cannot breathe on its own outside of the womb.
Fingernail and toenail development. Before your baby’s hair starts to actually sprout, something exciting happens: Your baby’s fingernail and toenail beds begin to form at week 11, with the nails themselves starting to grow at week 12.
Second trimester. By week 21 of pregnancy, baby’s body (but not the head) will be covered in a soft, furry layer of hair called lanugo, which is different from body hair and helps to protect the skin while it develops and keep baby warm, Ouzounian says. Around week 22, eyelashes and eyebrows start to form.
Read here for: Infant who survived abortion cried while he was left to die. https://www.liveaction.org/news/mother-holds-crying-baby-abortion/ (Pictures may be disturbing to some)
You may say, “Well, it’s my body! Don’t I get a choice?!” Do we ever take into consideration about the BABIE’S body?? It is thiers as well, and if they had a choice or could speak, for sure they would be begging you not to tear them apart and give them a chance to breath!! It is your body, but conicded their child’s as well; don’t be selfish and think only if yourselves. Adoption is always an option; there will always be someone who is wanting your child if you do not. Most women who decided to carry the baby fullterm with the though of adoption, actually end up wanting to keep their child— the mirical is that wonderful. Those who abort, and are not extremists, go through depression, sickness, guilt; check themselves into rehab— they know that they have murdered a child and it grieves them. I do not with for those feelings to fall apon anoyone.
Last year, our family went on a retreat for a week and as our cat is outdoor, we were able to leave enough food and water for her and not worry. However, when we came back, we discovered that Ashly was looking a little round! Ashly was only six months old, so hadn’t got her ‘fixed’ yet. Well, I suppose kittens at even that age can get pregnant! When she had the kittens, we were so smitten and that’s all we did for the months that we had them; before we had to sell them (too good homes!) before moving. No one would ever think to “get rid of” the kittens, not matter how unexpected this was and even though we did not know if we could afford all the vet bills and feeding. That thought of abortion, if there was such a thing, would have ever gone through anyone’s head. Now I know that a kitten is much much less than an actually baby, but I’m hoping you can see my point here.
See how utterly adorable these kittens are??
If 125,000 people were murdered every day, wouldn’t the whole world be in an uproar?! No matter if those poeple were to be toddlers, those with disabilities, elderly with just a few hours to live; we would be protesting! Yet,According to WHO, every year in the world there are an estimated 40-50 million abortions. This corresponds to approximately 125,000 abortions per day. And we do nothing about it. How can our world promote, and allow, such a great injustice?? Hitler murdered 6 million Jews is six years, yet we kill 40-50 million people in ONE YEAR!! Thought Hitler’s genocide was the most awful? Consider the genoiced that is still happening today!
“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed. Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice” -Proverbs 31:8-9
Little Zepheniah was born four months ago (where did the time go?!) and I am so so thankful that God opened my parent’s eyes and they truly realized the value of human life. Ever human deserves a chance at life. It is their God-Give right that we have no right to take from them. They are humans. Let’s speak out for them; let’s fight for them!
You may not look at all these pictures of Zephaniah, but please, DO look at the lives around you and learn to values them, whether unborn or born.
For more stories of abortions that failed and other stories; go to these links below… Viewer discretion is advised.
My abortion failed and I had to give birth to a live, crying baby who died an hour later in my arms—https://www.thesun.co.uk/fabulous/7353896/my-abortion-failed-and-i-had-to-give-birth-to-a-live-crying-baby-who-died-an-hour-later-in-my-arms/
Infant Who Survived an Abortion at 35 Weeks–Saved by Nurse Who Heard Baby Crying Inside Plastic Bag—https://savethestorks.com/2017/08/infant-survived-abortion-35-weeks-saved-nurse-heard-baby-crying-inside-plastic-bag/
She was alive and crying!’: Abortion nurse quits after baby born alive, left to die—https://www.lifesitenews.com/pulse/she-was-alive-and-crying-abortion-nurse-quits-after-baby-born-alive-left-to
Disabled baby born alive after abortion dies in mother’s arms—https://www.spuc.org.uk/news/news-stories/2018/september/aborted-baby-born-alive-dies-in-mothers-arms
The Silent Scream—https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Silent_Scream
When I was little, Valentine’s Day was all about making cards for my friends, (boys included, because we were just little.) and siblings. I would look foreword to this day with anticipation; spending hours in glitter glue, feathers, paper and powdered glitter. Red, pink, purple and yellow swirled around me as I was lost in the joy of finding the perfect words to describe the person to whom the card belonged. I use to say that every Valentine’s Day seemed to only get better!
Then there was the year we were too poor to afford all the valentine materials. So we “skipped” that year. Then another and another…then we moved, so I didn’t have any new friends. (Changed countries!) When I finally did make friends, I was 13 (seriously girl!) and made some for my friends; though I felt too shy and awkward to hand them out—good thing!
Now I’m 16, and because I’ve decided to not date, waiting for the man God has for me; I’m alone on valentines. ( which is awesome cause I get all the chocolate to myself and get the entire bed while I watch a movie) While hearts are flying, and people a’kissing, I’m eating cupcakes alone. Well, not entirely alone. My siblings are all here; so I’m working to make memories for them, like the ones I had.
I feel, as a child, Valentine’s Day is so innocent and fun. We can have candy and cards without poeple singing “sit’in in a tree!” When we become teenagers, this heart day can eather be a super romantic day, a day to finally tell your crush you like him/her, or it can really suck because no one likes you. But, eh, for those of us who aren’t wanting to spend all day kissing and giving ourselves away— we’ll eather hide with a red pillow, stuffing our faces with over-priced chocolate or; hang out at home, making memories for others, like I am. 🙂
Please do not think that I am one of the many, today, morning singleness! In fact, I am rejoicing! I am very happy to be spending my life with the one who will never let me down; never leave me, brings me flowers every day!, Has a new and different gift at every turn, will never use me unrightly. Wrote me love letters that never get old and have more power than anyone else! He loves me exactly the way I am and look, thinks I’m beautiful every day and never tires of me! He is my rock and soul comforter, and, oh so much more! God is my very closest friend, and laying my purity is his palm, I am not only saving myself from som much and a girly for the one He has for me; I am honoring the one I love the most! Even if I never marry, or do, I am ultimately living for the one who DIED for me, and I could never love or repay him back enough, so living my life fully for God each day is the only thing I can do! Of course, He doesn’t want us to repay Him, it was a free gift! but I love Him so so much that I can’t help but want to please Him! Just as two lovers are interested in everything of each other and want to make the other happy and are compleatly content in their arms, so am I in the arm’s of the One who will never ever leave or forsake me!
Here is a series of photos from other photo shoots (that you can find in my other blogs) that all have hearts. 🙂 I hope you enjoy this little bit of love from my camera and I. 💜
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” -Psalm 73:26